06-05-2004 12:49: And now, we get on better (SIBS #4)
So the last few days at Cory's place were interesting.

She was working an incredible number of hours (125 in 12 days, no days off) while I was there. She would get up for work around 7 or 8am, and get back after 1am - I'd often be back in bed by then. I really don't know how she did it - the girl has my respect.

And we were getting on a lot better. We didn't spend much time together, but it was pleasant, and I felt I could actually handle a life like that.

And then on the last few days, things got better. On my last day in Alberquerque, she had to go to work for a few hours, but she came home with a couple of kickass farewell presents - a weirdly-shaped mug and a very cool blanket (which was sooooo useful at Coachella). Little things, but little things are important. I was touched.

Then we went for breakfast and she was asking me to stay on for a few days. I couldn't - not only did I *really* want to go to Coachella, but if I didn't go then Mariposa couldn't either - I had to pick up her ticket using photo ID, so only I could get it. So I convinced Cory to come with me.

It was great. The whole Friday and Saturday we spent together we got on really well, in all sorts of circumstances - shopping, flying, in the hotel room, driving, at the festival, on psychedelics, etc. I can't believe how good it felt being with her....

Like this was how I wanted the relationship to be. And I was even hopeful that we might find a way to keep things going.... 
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